Creatively Unstrung

male vocals

2026-03-20 00:04

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[Intro – whispered, eerie] Shhh… hear that? Tick-tock… meds o’clock… Nah… not today. [Verse 1] They said I’m “unwell,” I said “define the term,” If sanity’s a straight line, I prefer the curve, Got a brain full of bees and a grin that stings, Play chess with my thoughts, they keep sprouting wings White walls talk back, yeah we gossip daily, My shadow filed a complaint—said I’m acting shady, Nurse says “take this,” I say “what’s it for?” She said “to stay calm,” I said “I’d rather start a war” I mapped every creak in the midnight floor, Counted 37 steps to the exit door, But the handle squeaks like it’s snitching loud, So I bribed it with gum—yeah, I chewed it proud [Hook] I’m breaking out, no doubt, got a plan so dumb it’s genius, Built a key from a spoon and a dash of convenience, If crazy’s the charge, then I’m pleading outrageous, Laughing in a straitjacket, rewriting the pages [Verse 2] Made friends with a mop—he’s my getaway ride, Named him “Sir Cleans-a-Lot,” he just rolls with the vibe, Swapped my wristband tag with a goldfish named Dave, Now he’s doing my time in a decorative cave Drew a tunnel blueprint on a pudding cup lid, Guard said “what’s that?” I said “modern art, kid,” Then I slipped down the hall in some socks with grip, Moonwalk past cameras like a glitch in the script Alarm goes off—nah, that’s part of the show, I set it myself just to watch ‘em all go, While they sprint to the east wing yelling “code red!” I’m westbound laughing with a cone on my head [Hook] I’m breaking out, no doubt, yeah the logic’s suspicious, Got a map made of crayons and irrational wishes, If freedom’s insane, then I’m clinically flawless, Skipping past the rules like they’re legally optional [Bridge – chaotic, fast] Ha! Door hinge singing like a choir in pain, Rubber duck mastermind, yeah he’s running the brain, Every step unpredictable, beautifully wrong, Like a punchline hiding in a horror film song [Final Verse] Hit the exit sign glowing like a halo of lies, Turn around, wave goodbye to my old alibis, Left a note on the bed: “Gone to improve,” Signed it “Me, Myself, and the Other Me Who Moved” Now I’m out in the world—same chaos, new scene, Still talking to myself but at least I’m unseen, If madness is a ladder, I climbed every rung, Now I’m free… or at least just creatively unstrung [Outro – quiet, eerie] You hear that? They’re coming…

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